Angularly Circulating the Polygons

“The material drifts more viscous as the temperature lowers. Soon it will stop
moving completely. Frozen. Fixed right there and then in the movement that never
occurred. The substance cramped, feels numb. Paralyzed by a sudden attack from
nowhere. Immovable,(…)With a determined method, the cracks didn’t only run in
one or two ways, but in every possible direction.(…) One of these places where
every house looks exactly like the other, and you are guaranteed to get lost. The
facades plunge tightly. (…) Million of years later. (…) The coherent expression led
to unexpected consequences. Our thoughts act just as randomly, still
systematically, as the cracks behaved. (…) Angularly circulating the polygons, just
like the blind man’s cane.”